You take a look at yourself and sigh, you almost miss your white stripes. With no sign of the skunk man and a long day ahead of you. You make the trek back to your home and call it a night. Your dreams are pleasurable, filled with the skunk man filling both your holes as you seem to melt at the intense pleasure. As he stops, a door opens to all sorts of hairy, musky anthros, each with a dick just as big as his. You drool at the sight as you immediately wake up, a bit frustrated by the end of your dream. You check your alarm, it’s 3:30 am, and it takes 30 minutes to get to the zoo from your place. Rising from the bed, you see that you’ve had a wet dream, so you attempt to toss your sheets into the washing machine. You then pause and remember the skunk man’s words, you aren’t coming back to this apartment until Friday night, so there’s no point in washing them and leaving them to mildew for 5 days. You walk into the bathroom and look at yourself one final time. Despite the extra fat, you are still quite attractive. Some may argue the extra padding gives you a bit cuter look, but you recoil as you are hit with a very strong smell. Despite your lack of body hair, you still have to bathe, and then it hits you. You never checked to see if there were any showers or anything at the zoo site you were staying at, what if there weren’t any? The memories of the skunk man plowing your ass and your recent wet dream make you bite your lip and gush in your already wet panties, you might be a bit of a dirty girl by nature. You take the rest of the time getting your hair straight and putting on some sweats before leaving and locking your apartment. You touch the collar, feeling the dark energy resonating inside you as you walk away from your apartment.
You park your car in a secluded corner in the parking lot of the zoo, checking the time once again, 4:55 am. A hint of nervousness and anxiety start to well up inside you. Are you ready to submit yourself to that hunky skunk? You wait for your phone to buzz as you enter the gate, following a dimly lit path towards the area you were held at yesterday. Then you see him, surprisingly dressed in a one-piece suit that shows off his toned arms, abs, thighs, and quads. The skunk smell is strong on him and it makes your eyes water, but something inside you wants to ride him until you can’t feel your pelvis. He looks to you and gives you a smirk, “Rise and shine, new booty! We got work to do.” You look around and saw your outfit, a dirty jumpsuit that looked like a overweight construction worker just used it. You cringe and look back at him, “I’m not wearing that, I can’t even fit in it.” He laughs at you and points to his neck, “You don’t have a choice.” You kind of brush it off, there’s no way the collar would turn you because of something like this, it was a man’s jumpsuit, not washed, and it looked absolutely tacky. Just when you were about to call his bluff, your nose picks up a familiar smell.
You disobeyed him outright by refusing to wear the jumpsuit, so you feel yourself transform again. You start to itch and take off your sweats, the skunk man just enjoying the show you are putting on. You gain a bit of chub as you stifle a belch, your tits growing along with your body. Your hair lets out and drops to just above your butt as it plumps up. Your ears shift back up on your skull as you gain your skunky stripes again. With the stripes come your putrid musk, your visible donut, and your insatiable lust for the skunk man. Your paws come back last as you have underestimated the severity of the rules in place. The jumpsuit, while still dirty, doesn’t even bother you anymore to put on, it even shifts to complement your curves. You look at the skunk man, you feel the urge to call him master, but you just flutter your eyes at him, striking a sexy pose. “I guess you’ll start your first day wearing your stripes then.” He then walks away from you as he starts the daily tasks. You have the urge to spread your filth, but you figure it’s best to keep the zoo clean for the skunk man, lest something else happen to you for breaking another rule…